Ashes dancing in the wind
The fruits of xenophobia
And lit hands that forgot God Lees voort “Joyful”
Murder me, strangle me with love and
torture me, whip me with your heart and
bite me, leave on me bleeding signs of love and
set me free, bind my hands and feet and
murder me with love.
Let my blood, sate your carnal hunger and
taste my love, let me end your thirst and
make my blood, your monument of lust and
murder me, with love.
Strangle me, hug me with love,
burn me, with passion burning from inside,
shoot me, with the arrows of your love and
murder me, you make me feel alive and
when our bodies spend and broken,
sated lust words never spoken,
in your arms, my sweet,
your murder victim I, will feel our hearts beat as one,
then murder me again for fun.
The sweet secrecy,
you and me,
(c)2011 allen simpson